Today is the first real day of unemployment. I received the news on Wednesday but stayed until about 11. Yesterday, I went in to work to gather my belongings. I
didn’t realize how much junk I had at the office. I forgot about the pictures on the wall, the coffee mugs, vitamins, deodorant!
LOL!
The reality of what’s going on in my life
didn’t hit me until yesterday.
Wednesday, the president of the company that I worked for told me politely that I was being laid off. Steve, who is my immediate supervisor,
wasn’t in the office. So, when I walked into work yesterday, I honestly
didn’t want to speak to him or have to look at him.
I’m packing up my office and helping my co-worker prepare to take over my work when I get an email from Steve. He wants to see me in his office. I immediately think, “
Uugh! What is it now?? Haven’t you people said enough??” So, I reluctantly go into his office.
When I sat down, he had the most remorseful look on his face. I thought he was going to cry. I wanted to cry just looking at him. He then began to tell me how sorry he was and how he had no control over the decision. He let me in on a few things and to my surprise, told me that I could use him as a reference and then proceeded to show me a website that I could go to- if I wanted to stick with this profession. It was a site that had links to ALL of the pension administrative/benefits companies in the US. I was in shock because its so hard to find my profession on regular job sites. So, I thanked him and went back to my office.
After that, I was going to leave. But my co-workers wanted to go out to lunch, one last time. After we got back to the office, I began to take my belonging to the car. I popped the trunk and saw the bags of things that my ex returned to me. I neglected to take them out of the trunk. I guess I just
didn’t want to deal with it. So, I decided to go through the bags. I opened up one of the bags and saw the picture that he had of me up in his house. When I saw that, the pain hit.
Thursday, EVERYTHING hit me: the reality of not having a job and the reality that my relationship was over. And I sobbed all the way home.
But let me tell you how wonderful God is. He continues to let me know that none of this was an accident. He continues to show me that I am in the right place at the right time. This is something that I have to go through. I need this. I have to go through this storm. My faith in God will be stronger. My relationship with him will be stronger. I am going to be stronger.
You see, had I lost my job and still been with my ex, I would’
ve leaned on my ex and not the Lord. God knows EXACTLY what He is doing. And when I think about that, I get excited. I get excited about the fact that I don’t have a job anymore. I get excited about the fact that I don’t have my ex anymore. I know that when I’m down to nothing, God is up to something. And I am so waiting and so ready to move on to the next chapter of my life.
That’s not to say that this
doesn’t hurt. It hurts like crazy. I get upset. I cry. Sometimes I get overwhelmed. Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to do about bills. Sometimes I replay Monday night in my head and think about the “what-ifs”. What if I
hadn’t gotten out the car like that. What if I had just talked to him. But I can’t go back. What’s done is done. And I know that it really
doesn’t matter. I knew that I was not supposed to be in that relationship. I knew for a fact that I
wasn’t operating in God’s will for me. And despite the constant confirmation from God, I WOULD NOT let go. Instead of doing what God wanted me to do, I did what I wanted to do.
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Oh God, maybe we will become what we want the other person to be.” But no! I am who I am and he is who he is. You can’t outdo God.
I was talking to my girlfriend last night and she told me, “
Tash, I wish you would’ve ended it with him. But because you decided to stay, God used him as a tool.” I could’
ve avoided all of this pain, but I wanted to be hard headed and control the situation. But because I wanted to do things my way, God said, “
Ok. I tried to shield you from pain. But because you want to do things your way, I'm going to have to use him.” Through the break-up, God sliced me open and showed me all of the ugliness in me. PRIDE. SELFISHNESS. ANGER.
STUBBORNNESS. CONTROLLING. And let me tell you, after I had apologized and that boy still told me he was done, that hurt my PRIDE to the core. It was all about my pride.
But God chastens the ones he loves. And through all of this, I know that God has so much more in store for me. I know that I will make it through. And I ask God to continue to show me and let me know that I am in His will. Continue to let me know that all of this is working together for my good.